George and yourself had volunteered to decorate the Christmas tree at the burrow this year for the Weasleys. You weren't doing much on your own, so why not?

George stood on a medium ladder as he hung various ornaments, pictures of the family moving and smiling within their frames on the tree. He hung each and every ornament meticulously whilst you passed them off to him.

"Would you mind passing me one of those red ones? I need one next to Ron's picture."

George asked with a sweet smile, gesturing to the box of red ornaments placed off to the side amongst the clutter of decor.